blessings

Faith is a strange thing...


although

doubt still

controls and betrays

faith stands strong

as we sway

I've been loving on it

for several years

and living

 as I count the ways

of blessings

GRACE

 

 

Oh Lord, we come before You, 
On this Thanksgiving Day. 
We ask You for Your Blessing, 
As we gather now to pray.

 

Bless this food before us, 
Of which we will partake. 
Forgive us all our sins, 
And mistakes that we may make.

 

Strengthen our very souls, 
Make us worthy of You. 
Keep us safe from any harm, 
In everything we do.

 

Guide us every day, Oh Lord, 
Show us right from wrong. 
When we are feeling weakened, 
We pray You make us strong.

 

Father, we give You thanks, 
For loved ones gathered near. 
And we ask that You watch over, 
All those that aren't here.

 

We pray for peace and harmony, 
Upon our struggling earth. 
We thank You for the precious gift, 
You gave us in Your Son's birth.

 

Oh Lord, we thank You for everything, 
You have blessed us with again, 
And we humbly pray, all of this, 
In Jesus' name....Amen.

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I Can See

I can see

 

It took me forty years and one month to see

Forty years and one month, having my soul wrestle inside of me

Screaming, clawing its way out in hope of someone to see me

But all this time, it was I that needed to see

 

I can see

I don’t question if anyone can see me

I now have crystal clear clarity in me

I can see

 

Sunny blue skies

Birds chirping, singing, happy cries

Echoing the joyful awakening of earth’s arise

Thinking that I could see through clear skies were all lies

 

It’s only in the darkest days of one’s life when one can see brightly

The darkest, most morbid hours gives one the utmost clarity

A thousand reasons to not want to be

And only three compassionate miracles that it took for me to see

 

I am blessed until eternity

I have no money to feed me, but food in my tummy daily

I am ill and lately very sleepy, and no money to cure me

But one compassionate soul, helped and healed me

 

The harder I try, the harder I fall

Endless efforts, just wasting it all

I now crawl

An endless battle, I’ll never have it all

 

But blessed I truly am

I can see

There are angels guarding me

Unexpected true friendships, dearest souls standing by me suddenly

 

In the darkest of hours, it’s then when you can see

It is but only then when you see true friends who are meant to be

Only then when you see all your blessings truly, your earthly angels clearly

When tears of joy stream down your face from receiving love and compassion unexpectedly

 

I can see

I am

I have been

And I will be blessed till eternity

 

Written by

 

Dlr

Beautiful is the Morning

Folder: 
Beauty

I sit at the table; fork in hands.


Coffee so bold, it shakes where it stands.


I sit at the table, but not on it sides.


The middle beckons, where it evenly divides.


I sit at the table, indulged in the awakened.


Beautiful is the morning, and scrumptious is the bacon.


I sit at the table, with a head full of thanks.

 

For the light anew, to be quite frank.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A lovely morning...the little things that make you feel so small yet so grand.

My Apology

 

 

......................

 

I apologize for my lack of tact,

 

And I know this resolve not easy, in it's fact,

 

You, so cute, in your anger of this,

 

So innocent and sweet, in your pain, so amiss,

 

But truth is, whether it was a stick or a baseball bat,

 

Makes not a difference, from where you sat,

 

Pain inflicted, is still pain, in-deed,

 

The best part, is that you recognize this seed,

 

Oh, my little darling...cry hard, and cry deep,

 

It is not in vain your tears, they weep,

 

You've opened doors, and possibilities galore,

 

You are now free!!

 

Now live some more!

 

 

 

 

5:25 PM 7/8/2013 ©

 

.................

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We are so Blessed

Still waters flow of the banks of the River Jordan
Blessed by the essences of His presence
Everlasting love over flows the mountain peaks
Dripping spiritual healing
Soul stirring Holy Ghost Anointing
Baptized in His spirit
Blessed we are to have Him
Blessed we are to now Him
Blessed we are to experience His
Love, Grace and Mercy
Blessed we are
So Blessed

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AUTUMN BLESSINGS (Blessed Heart)


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~Autumn Blessings~
(Blessed Heart)

Feel chill in the******Air everywhere
Fall is wonderful***** and you can have fun
Cause in so many ways is different from
The other three seasons and theres just none
Like fall you can see the trees changing
Colours as they show beautiful hues
Sometimes you can smell cinnamon
Which lingers on the air with
Pumpkin pie in the mix
Children have fun
Play with leaves
That covers
Ground

Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2011


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November,16,2011


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"Blessed Heart" is a poetry style created by
Dorian Petersen Potter,on September 17,2010.

It consists of 13 lines in total.
Line 1: 4 syllables/6 spaces/4 syllable.
Line 2: 5 syllables/5 spaces/5 syllables.
Then from lines 3 to 11 is:
11/10/9/9/8/7/6/4/3/2/1 syllables
Rhyming is optional
Any subject
Stanzas:1
This form has to be center alligned to
show the heart shape.


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Author notes: sorry, but I still don't know yet how to center-alligned my pages.I have to make the
time and find out how to do this here with this new server in the site that we have now :) Site was
moved and still I'm working on getting used to the way things are now, which were all changed.

Life!

Ugonna Wachuku 

 

On lush, green mountain slopes

and humane islands, this river

begins its hopeful journey to

oceans for life; on our

enchanting earth

home, unbound. 

 

Bright breathtaking landscapes
and welcoming country-sides glow 

with life from earth's oceans.

You are there all the worthy way:

 

There is beauty and inspiration.
There are moonlight stories in
hearty village squares made
lively by the smile you hold
within your beautiful being.

 

The river is there - still moving
on its earthly journey through
landscapes of home and inspiration.
In your emerald eyes, windows of
heavenly hope open for new life:

 

Life: And your name is born anew
for humanity and for bald eagle
me. Your river unfolds a humane
rainbow's rain. You are just
smilingly there with all upliftment
like glorious songs from angels
of our Heavenly Father's abode.

 

New dawn awaits humanity and my
eagle soul in your cherished care -:
This new dawn when your soothing
voice will welcome us to the
homely square in the handsome
heart of Ethiopian villages.

 

Life. And it is your name.
Life. And it is the hope and
patience that lifts this eagle
to blessingly soar through
towering mountains and stormy
skies on our earthly pathways
and river roads reclaimed for
you, all humankind, earth's
nature and living creatures.

 

Life. And you are there,
touchingly, with that
unwavering inspiration
your smile brings.
Life. And you calmly
welcome this eagle to
your humble, little
corner on the sprawling
hall of this global home
for humanity and peace.
Life. And the eagle in me
lands - just to see, uphold,
cherish and be made persevering
to soar this new day and always.

 

Life. And you are there - on
lush, green mountain slopes
where the river's journey
begins. Life. And you are
cutely there to welcome
the eagle's flight home in
all of your radiant, fertile
beauty.

 

Life and you are inspiringly
there for the abundant good of
all humanity and eager eagle me.

 

Life and you are bountifully
there on lush, green mountain
slopes of heavenly home where
this rainbow river
begins its journey
to oceans for 
l
i
f
e
!
!
!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Hiwot Taffese from Ethiopia inspired me to write this poem. Her name: Hiwot means Life!